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Chapter 81
The rain was getting heavier, crackling on the oil-paper umbrella, as if it was about to puncture the oil-paper umbrella.
Lin Qingbai held Qin An's body tightly, staring intently at the scar on Qin An's arm.
Although the wound was tightly covered by Qin An, Lin Qingbai still saw the blood flowing out of the wound, like a stream, not only dyed Qin An's clothes red, but also stained Lin Qingbai's white clothesred marks.
Lin Qingbai was very anxious. Even though he and Qin An had only met once, in the current situation, it was impossible for him to refuse to save him.
"come on in."
Lin Qingbai supported Qin An's shoulders and helped him all the way into Mu Shan Academy.
The gate was closed, and the courtyard in the school was dark in the rain, except for a candle burning in a room not far away.
On weekdays, other students and teachers in the school would return to their homes to rest, and only Lin Qingbai stayed in Mushan School at night.
Qin An seemed to be seriously injured. Lin Qingbai could smell the smell of blood when he got close to him.
He was afraid that Qin An would fall to the ground if he lost his footing, so he supported Qin An with all his strength along the way.
Just like that, they walked into the house with difficulty, and both of them were soaked through.
Lin Qingbai helped Qin An to sit on the chair, then he stood aside and looked at the tightly covered wound on Qin An's hand, he was silent for a while, stepped forward and grabbed Qin An's hand and said: "Let go, let me seeone look."
Qin An raised his chin slightly, looked at Lin Qingbai, he saw Lin Qingbai's face turned pale, and the raindrops fell down his chin drop by drop, and his cold eyes were just like those oncelooked at him intently.
how many years.
Three hundred years.
In these three hundred years, every time he saw Lin Qingbai, Lin Qingbai always closed his eyes, not to mention looking at him with such eyes, even if he never looked at him.
He was going crazy thinking about Lin Qingbai's gaze.
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Seeing Qin An's silence for a long time, Lin Qingbai thought that Qin An was too injured and unable to answer the question. He was so anxious that he directly covered Qin An's hand that was tightly holding his arm, and forcibly broke Qin An's hand.
It's okay not to look at it, but Lin Qingbai's heart trembled when he saw the injuries on Qin An's arms and hands.
The knife mark was deep enough to show the bone, and the flesh was turned outwards. The blood continued to flow out from the wound, and dripped down on the ground along Qin An's arm. Looking at the blood dripping, Qin An's hand covering the wound had long been gone.Dyeing red became a bloody hand.
Lin Qingbai had never seen such a serious injury before.
He has lived for nearly thirty years, and what he sees the most is that Li Niang in Lin's mansion is not angry, she spreads the anger in her heart on the servants, slaps a few times, or the children in the school are mischievous,I accidentally slipped and fell, the kind of scar that broke the skin.
Lin Qingbai took a few breaths in his chest, stepped forward to pull Qin An up, and said to him: "Your injury is too serious, go, I will take you to find a doctor."
Qin An sat on the chair, held Lin Qingbai's hand instead, and said to him in a weak voice: "It's so late at night, there's no need to go to Mr. Lin..."
How could Lin Qingbai listen to Qin An's words? When he saw the injuries on Qin An's body, he suddenly realized that just now he helped Qin An walk in from the gate of the courtyard, Qin An was already unable to walk steadily, and he even had to rely on him to get up.Can barely take two steps.
In such a late night, it would be impossible for him to go out with Lin Qingbai to find a doctor.
So Lin Qingbai pulled his wrist out of his hand, and said to him: "No, your injury is too serious, if you can't move, you can rest here with me, I will find a doctor."
After speaking, Lin Qingbai really waved his sleeves, bent down and picked up the oiled paper umbrella in the corner of the room, turned around and was about to walk into the heavy rain.
Seeing Lin Qingbai's determined posture, Qin An suddenly felt a headache. He immediately stood up and rushed forward, grabbed Lin Qingbai's wrist, and said, "No need to go."
Lin Qingbai was dragged back and asked him: "Why don't you go, you are already injured so badly."
Lin Qingbai made up his mind
He looked at the location of Qin An's injury knowingly, only to find that Qin An's injured hand was tightly holding his wrist.
The atmosphere was suddenly silent for a moment.
Lin Qingbai looked at Qin An inexplicably.
Qin An seemed to feel pain suddenly, he sucked in a breath of air-conditioning suddenly, covered the wound, his brows were furrowed like the word Chuan.
Seeing that he was about to lose his standing, Lin Qingbai immediately rushed forward to support him without caring about anything else.
Then he helped Qin An back to the chair, but Qin An grabbed Lin Qingbai's wrist with his uninjured hand and refused to let go.
He said to Lin Qingbai with a difficult voice: "Mr. Lin... I am fine. It is raining heavily outside and no one is opening the door of the medical clinic. Why don't you give me medicine at home?".β
The injury was obviously on Qin An's body, this man didn't seem to be in a hurry yet, but Lin Qingbai kept looking at his wound and was extremely worried.
He saw that Qin An's wound was torn open again because of the pull just now.
The blood that had dried up flowed out again along the wound.
Lin Qingbai was a little anxious, and scolded him: "You have been seriously injured, so you shouldn't have made such a big movement just now, why do you still move?"
Lin Qingbai's voice was still cold, but it was not kind, as if he was reprimanding the ten-year-old children in his school.
If an ordinary stranger is reprimanded by Lin Qingbai like this, he will definitely be unconvinced and even angry.
But Qin An just raised his head, his swarthy eyes were shining with light, he was not angry, but his eyes were bent, and he held the hands of Lin Qingbai's wrists, and said softly to Lin Qingbai: "It's me!"My mistake, I wonβt do it next time.β
Lin Qingbai has never met someone with such a good attitude of admitting mistakes.
This kind of low and pleading tone pierced Lin Qingbai's heart at once, piercing Lin Qingbai's swollen heart, which was swollen with anger.
Lin Qingbai stopped talking, but shook off his hand, turned around and walked to the closet, and took out a small wooden box from it.
He carried the wooden box to the table in front of Qin An, and then opened the wooden box, which contained all bottles and jars.
Qin An saw the inside of the wooden box, his expression froze, and he asked, "...What are these?"
"medicine."
Lin Qingbai spoke briefly.
Under the dim candlelight, he took out a red medicine bottle from among the many medicine bottles, then picked up a cotton ball from the side, dipped some medicine in it, and sat beside Qin An, givingHe takes medicine.
But when Lin Qingbai saw Qin An's bloody wound, with his hands hanging in the air, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
Qin An didn't care about his injury at all, but asked some useless things.
He asked, "Is it all your medicine?"
"kindness."
"Is your body...... not good?"
Only then did Lin Qing come to his senses, and raised his eyes to look at Qin An. He never liked to talk about himself with outsiders, so he just lowered his eyes and said two words lightly: "It's okay."
In fact, Qin An's question was correct.
All the medicines here are his, and there are all kinds of medicines in it, some are for angina pectoris, some are for treating headaches, some are for relieving stomach pain due to food accumulation......
As for the red bottle that Lin Qingbai took out to give Qin An medicine, it was a medicine for disinfecting wounds.
This is the medicine he doesn't use often.
He is nothing more than teaching in the school on weekdays, and he can suffer no injuries, but he is here for the children.
Lin Qingbai always works as a teacher in a place with many children, so it is inevitable that there will be some bumps and bumps.
Those were just minor injuries, but now Lin Qingbai looked at the wound on Yan Qiusi's hand, and couldn't let it go for a long time. Finally, he suppressed his composure and said to Qin An: "I have never treated such a serious injury for anyone., if it hurts you, then you..."
Lin Qingbai didn't know how to say the following words.
If it hurts him, let him
How is he?
What else can do except let him endure it?
Lin Qingbai was extremely nervous here, but Qin An said in a low voice: "It's nothing, I'm not afraid of pain."
Lin Qingbai only thought that he was bragging about casually, and felt ruthless, and with trembling hands, he applied the cotton wool to Qin An's wound.
As soon as the cotton ball got close to the wound on Qin An's arm, it was immediately stained red with blood, and Lin Qingbai changed another cotton wool.
At first, he just cleaned the blood outside the wound superficially. After the blood outside was cleaned up, he had to sterilize the flesh and blood inside the wound.
Lin Qingbai watched the flesh and blood break through the wound, his fingertips were so cold, he didn't raise his head, but his Adam's apple rolled, he couldn't help but lower his tone, and said to Qin An: "It may hurt a little later, youIf you can't take it....tell me, I'll be lighter...."
Qin An's eyes were firmly attached to Lin Qingbai's face.
He looked at Lin Qingbai's slightly frowning brows, at Lin Qingbai's eyes carefully looking at his wound, fine sweat broke out from his obviously tense forehead, his hands were trembling, but he still worked hard,He cleaned up Qin An's wound very carefully, as if he was afraid that he would be in too much pain, and gently blew on Qin An's wound with his mouth.
Just like in the mortal world, when he was still young, mischievous and injured, he ran back home in a fierce manner, fearing that his master would find the scars on his body and be reprimanded.
But Lin Qingbai caught him every time.
Naturally, it would be inevitable to make his master angry, and then reprimanded him, but after the reprimand, Lin Qingbai would still press him on the chair and apply medicine to his wound bit by bit.
Afraid that he would be in too much pain, he lowered his head and blew gently towards his wound.
In fact, no matter when he felt no pain.
Qin An, who was in the mortal world at that time, actually didn't feel that Lin Qingbai treated him that way, but sometimes he was annoyed by his master's reprimand.
He didn't cherish what he got easily, but now that he didn't have it, he seemed to be in a desert, and would die of thirst in the next second, but now Lin Qing's long-lost breeze brought rain.
It caused him to meet the nectar after a long drought, but he felt that nothing was enough, and he just wanted to drown in it.
Gusts of warm wind brushed over Qin An's wound, only warming Qin An's heart.
A hundred years have passed too long, he can't remember the last time Lin Qingbai treated him like this.
So much so that he can't wait to cut himself a few more times, as long as his master can keep treating him like this, he doesn't care about anything.
At this moment, Lin Qingbai raised his head and asked him: "Does it hurt..."
Qin An was taken aback, immediately gritted his teeth, and said in a difficult voice: "I'm fine...it doesn't hurt..."
Lin Qingbai looked up at Qin An's pale face, but felt that his mouth was stiff, and his heart was even more worried. He bit his mouth tightly and was more careful with his hands.
Qin An's injury was complicated, and it was half an hour after the medicine was finished.
Lin Qingbai was not good at bandaging, so he wrapped his hand like a pig's trotter and hung it around his neck.
Qin An didn't think it was cumbersome, but looked at Lin Qingbai with a smile in his eyes.
As soon as Lin Qingbai looked back at him, the smile in his eyes immediately sank, but he looked away and turned around, pretending to cough unintentionally.
I don't know if he really coughed, but Lin Qingbai really started coughing.
His health is not good at all, even if the wind is strong on weekdays, he can catch a cold if he is blown a few times, let alone now, he was directly drenched in the rain, and followed the front of his eyes.This brat who only met once was frightened.
"Cough cough cough cough cough..."
Lin Qingbai was packing up the medicine bottles, holding the table with one hand, bending over and coughing twice, Qin An stood up with a snort, grabbed Lin Qingbai's cold wrist and said, "You've caught a cold."
Lin Qingbai really caught a cold, he stroked Qin An's hand away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Nothing
It's a small problem."
Qin An frowned, took the medicine bottle from Lin Qingbai's hand involuntarily, and said to him, "Go and change your clothes first, and I'll clean up here."
Lin Qingbai wanted to refuse, thinking that there was no reason for the patient to clean things up.
But after all the tossing just now, he really felt top-heavy for a while, and his body was a little erratic, and what was even more strange was that the young man Qin An, although he was seriously injured, was still very weak just now, and now he snatched it from his hand.When it comes to the medicine bottle, it is full of strength.
Lin Qingbai's hand struggled twice, but he couldn't grab him by half a point.
Lin Qingbai just thought that he was still young, in good health, and didn't have the strength to think too much.
Since he couldn't hold back Qin An, he let go of his hand, turned around and changed his clothes. After he took off his outer shirt in a dazed state, he realized that there was another person in the room at this time.
So he turned his head abruptly, and when he turned around, the eyes looking at Qin An were looking at him unreservedly.
Lin Qingbai's heart tightened, and he put the clothes in his hand in front of his body, and with that indifferent expression on his face, he said to him, "Turn around."
"ah?"
Qin An was stunned for a moment, but didn't realize what Lin Qingbai meant, but saw Lin Qingbai's brows wrinkled, and said to him again with a heavier tone: "Turn around."
Only then did Qin An come to his senses, and immediately turned around, only to hear the rustling sound of changing clothes behind him.
But Qin An looked at the wall in front of him, but Lin Qingbai's body flashed in his eyes.
When he was in the mortal world before, even when he was sleeping with Lin Qingbai, Lin Qingbai was still wearing underwear, but he had never taken off all the clothes on his upper body like just now.
Now Lin Qingbai's figure is thin, just like when he was in the mortal world, but his waist is very thin, like...like...
Qin An racked his brains to figure out what Lin Qingbai's waist looked like, and after a while he figured it out, just like the women he saw in the Mozu who showed their slender waists, except that Lin Qingbai's waistFairer and thinner than theirs.
Qin An didn't know what he was thinking about now, but he was subconsciously thinking about Lin Qingbai's smooth upper body just now.
At this moment, Lin Qingbai finished changing his clothes, walked up to Qin An, handed him another robe, and said to him, "You change your clothes too."
The rain on Qin An's body was much worse than Lin Qingbai's, and there was no dry place on his body.
It's just that Qin An still had injuries on his hands, so it was difficult to change clothes for a while.
So Qin An held the clothes and looked at Lin Qingbai eagerly, but Lin Qingbai turned around unmoved, and sat at the table and opened the class to be taught tomorrow.
Qin An's eyes darkened, and he could only change his clothes by himself.
However, he was different from Lin Qingbai in that he didn't even go to the back of the dormitory to change his clothes, but stood where he was, next to Lin Qingbai and began to undress.
Lin Qingbai looked down at the book in front of him, but he didn't read half of it. He heard the sound of Qin An changing clothes next to him, and felt his mind was in chaos.In front of acquaintances, he began to undress carelessly.
Lin Qingbai tried his best not to turn his head back, instead he turned his head to the other side, as if trying to completely shut out the movement Qin An made.
However, at this moment, Qin An suddenly called him: "Mr. Lin, can you please help me pull my sleeves?"
Lin Qingbai took a deep breath, turned around and tried not to look at him, but no matter how he avoided it, he still saw Qin An's solid chest when he raised his eyes.
Lin Qingbai tensed his face, looked at the wall in front of him awkwardly, and handed a sleeve to Qin An, but Qin An said, "It's not the sleeve."
Lin Qingbai frowned, and had no choice but to put down this sleeve again, and turned to grab the other sleeve. His hand suddenly thrust forward, and his fingertips suddenly touched Qin An's chest.
Qin An's skin was as hot as a fire board, and Lin Qing was instantly crushed.
Bai's fingertips shrank hot.
Lin Qingbai quickly withdrew his hand, and did not give Qin An the sleeves, and said to him directly: "You wear it yourself."
Qin An stared at Lin Qingbai's back in a daze, a little confused, but obediently picked up the clothes in his hands, and put them on silently by himself.
After he got dressed, he saw Lin Qingbai sitting on a chair a little far away from him, and asked him: "Why did you suffer such a serious injury?"
Just now he was brought into Mushan Academy because he was seriously injured and needed timely treatment. Now that the wound has been bandaged, and seeing that his complexion has recovered a little, Lin Qingbai finally got back to the question.
Although he advocates being kind to others, he can't casually take injured people whose future is unknown.
Qin An was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he said to Lin Qingbai in a hoarse voice: "My family is in a family property dispute, and my father is dead. In order to get my share of the property, my elder brother sent people to chase me down.Homeless...."
Lin Qingbai paused his hands while making the bed, and looked up at him.
Qin An's eyes were looking at him with watery eyes, looking very pitiful, perhaps because his experience was somewhat similar to Lin Qingbai's, Lin Qingbai only felt a softening in his heart, turned around and walked out of the closet.He took out a quilt and spread it on the bed.
He was not feeling well, coughed a little, and bent over to work on the ground.
Seeing Lin Qingbai coughing non-stop, Qin An suddenly regretted making his master so worried again.
If had known it earlier, would not have chosen a rainy day to come, but on a sunny day, Lin Qingbai would not have caught the cold.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Qin An strode forward, intending to take the quilt from Lin Qingbai's hand, and said, "Let me do it."
Lin Qingbai dodged his hand and said, "No need."
Lin Qingbai refused coldly, and Qin An couldn't force it, so he could only stand aside and watch Lin Qingbai make the bed.
After Lin Qingbai made the bed, he said to Qin An: "You sleep on the bed, and I sleep here."
Qin An was taken aback, but he refused to do anything. He stood in front of Lin Qingbai and said to Lin Qingbai: "No, you are sick, I will sleep on the floor."
Lin Qingbai felt weak all over, took two steps back and said to him, "You are injured and cannot sleep on the floor, get out of the way."
The two faced each other like this, Qin An stood in front of Lin Qingbai like a wall, and he didn't see the weak and weak appearance just now.
"Then sleep on the bed together. If you are afraid of being crowded, I will shrink outside."
As Qin An said this, Lin Qingbai was in a daze and was willing to argue with him, so he walked to the bed without saying a word, shrunk into the wall and lay down.
Qin An followed behind him and lay down too. He turned his head to the side and stared at Lin Qingbai's side face intently, taking every look very seriously.
Lin Qingbai has always had light sleep and dreamy dreams, but this night, he slept very soundly.
He had a dream. In the dream, it seemed that someone was holding his cold hand. The strength of that hand was tight but steady, as if afraid that Lin Qingbai would fly away. He held it firmly with five fingers.After touching him, waves of warmth flowed from the palm of the man's hand, flowing along Lin Qingbai's fingers to the whole body.
When he woke up the next morning, Lin Qingbai felt that his hands and feet were warmed up.
The dizziness and coughing symptoms before going to bed disappeared, and feel refreshed instead.
As soon as he moved his body, Qin An beside him also woke up. Lin Qingbai looked at the wound on his arm and found that the bandage was clean, and the wound should not be bleeding anymore. He was a little relieved, and walked around Qin An to get out of bed.
However, Qin An's hazy eyes were suddenly sober at this moment. He grabbed Lin Qingbai's wrist and sat up with a snort. As if he was afraid that Lin Qingbai would disappear, he asked Lin Qingbai: "What are you going to do?"
Lin Qingbai looked back at him and said, "Teach."
Qin An's body froze, and the tense nerves all over his body relaxed a little bit.
He remembered that this was the Mushan Academy, and Lin Qingbai was a teacher, and his subordinates even received
Gained a lot of apprentices.
Everyone can call him Master.
Everyone can circle around him.
And Lin Qingbai is no longer like before, only touching his head, only smiling at him...
Thinking of this, Qin An tightened his grip on Lin Qingbai's hand. He was silent, but the strength in his hand was not half loose.
Just when Lin Qingbai was impatient and was about to break free from his hand, Qin An suddenly asked, "Mr. Lin, can I come to your school to listen to your lecture?"
Lin Qingbai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Qin An to ask such a question.
Although the school is mainly based on teaching, as long as anyone who is eager to learn is welcome, there are very few people in the comprehension world who are willing to come to Mushan Academy to take classes.
After all, the knowledge learned in the Mushan Academy is useless in the eyes of the inner alchemists, and it is just to pass the time for those who cannot practice.
Qin An is indeed not suitable for Mushan Academy.
Lin Qingbai said what he thought: "Our Mushan Academy only teaches some knowledge of characters, and it can't be used on the stage. I'm afraid Young Master Qin will not like it."
Qin An said: "Knowledge does not distinguish between high and low, but only whether you really want to know."
Lin Qingbai said again: "The children in our school are all young, and the oldest is no more than fourteen years old. If you let Mr. Qin go to school with them, I'm afraid it will humiliate Mr. Qin."
Qin An said: "It doesn't matter how old you are when you seek knowledge, and whether your knowledge is long or short, Mr. Lin is too worried."
The two sentences Qin An said were righteous, but it seemed that Lin Qingbai was narrow-minded.
Lin Qingbai's face darkened, and he said to Qin An: "I'm afraid it won't work, Mr. Qin may not have known about our school before, and our school has a rule for accepting students, that is, no one with inner alchemy, no magic powerman of."
In the world of comprehension, not having inner alchemy is like being disabled.
The proportion of people in this category is also very low.
Lin Qingbai felt that once he said these words, Qin Anding would have no other choice.
But Qin An replied without changing his face and heartbeat: "It's just right, I don't have inner alchemy, and I don't know magic power. Please also ask Mr. Lin to accept me as a disciple."